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- | 14. | + | ===== They Continue To Be Weird. ===== |
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+ | - Nino Burrntoffa | ||
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+ | Promptly at six o' | ||
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+ | By a quarter after six I began to fel apprehensive, | ||
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+ | Ah! There was Digby, hurrying towards the platform. I chased after him. " | ||
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+ | Hurriedly he grasped me by the arm and propelled me past the ticket barrier, along the platform and into a carriage. | ||
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+ | " | ||
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+ | " | ||
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+ | "Well, why didn't you come over with the rest of us?" he enquired as we entered the corridor of the carriage. | ||
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+ | "But there was no-one also there!" | ||
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+ | "There was a whole mob of us there," | ||
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+ | " | ||
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+ | "Not THAT map!" he almost shouted. " | ||
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+ | I entered the compartment and smiled as Snow waved a cheery greeting. "You made it, Nino. Thought you must' | ||
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+ | Digby introduced me. "This is Nino, fellas. Alpini and all that. The Matterhorn, the Wetterhorn, the Drierhorn, the Gasthof and tons of Jungfrau." | ||
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+ | These who could reach me shook my hand warmly and the others gave a cheery wave. The Dalai Llama lifted the flap of a ridiculous-looking fur hat which obscured half his face and said in a deep voice, "Cor! Das jungfrau ist geluffly, si?" I wondered if he, too, were having difficulty with the language. | ||
- | --LP.romptly.,, | ||
- | at central, eying my ridiculously snail and light rucsa c. No crampons ;::' ' no .ir opW,: | ||
- | two, days with:: a 'more fifteen kilos on my back? I learned that I could ',.. ' ''', | ||
- | . -- , crampons 'and rop.19 would have helped. | ||
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- | agitated and bog4n searching the whole concourse. g | ||
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- | Ahl There was Digby, hurrying towards the platform. I chasod,4.. IID4..gby.: | ||
- | Hufriedly he grasped me by the arm and propelled me past the ticket a long the platform and into a carriage. | ||
- | " | ||
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- | "ill, why didn't you come over with the rest of us? ho enquired we ;entered the Corridor of the carriage. | ||
- | "But there was no-one also therein I objected. | ||
- | . -.Inhere, was a whole mob of us there, n he said "You been on the grog or soteth,: | ||
- | II:40*y! I said solemnly, realising that there must be some misunder standing* " | ||
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- | map, ,10Ut I sw6rc there was no-ono else. I' | ||
- | "Not. :THAT map I II he almost shout o d ." | ||
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- | : :-._.:::,,, | ||
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- | trod the compartment and smiled as Snow waved a cheery greeting. " | ||
- | idby :introduced me. "This is Nino, follas. Alpini and all that.- | ||
- | The Ma't t a rhern 2 the Watt erhorn 2 the Drierhorn 2 the Gast hof and tons of Jungfrau. Ili There. was much laughter, but as I had only understood the words, Matterhorn, --- Gast hoff, 'a end ' Jungfrau st I was unable to appreciate at c t he humour. "Meet t4e boys , | ||
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- | Nino. ',. -,Siiow you knew. This is 4tekoVick...Geoff_ 2 the wag......Don...jiii. proi, | ||
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- | Mike .91Putt ...and thing ichan. he . Ja | ||
- | Dalaimas II. . ...,.. | ||
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- | These who could reach., ma --shook. ,V, hand , warmly and the others :ga..ve a cheery Wave; The Dalai Llama, liftedithe- flaiD..:Of p::: it:O.ei. ridiculous-looking fur | ||
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- | hot which 4, b., | ||
- | -id said in a `dob,, tICIor 1 bad ,: | ||
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- | it gelutftY-, ,,si..? Il I wondered if ho, too, , more having difficulty with the langUage. - " - --'' | ||
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Soon I was seated alongside Digby who, like a good leader, began to question me as to whether I had brought everything necessary. | Soon I was seated alongside Digby who, like a good leader, began to question me as to whether I had brought everything necessary. | ||
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"Got all yor tucker alright, Nino?" | "Got all yor tucker alright, Nino?" | ||
- | oruckor?n I raised my eyebrows. | + | |
- | filer grub. Food." | + | " |
- | maht but yes. I have enough for throe days, in caso we " | + | |
- | nYos," | + | " |
- | are benighted." | + | |
+ | " | ||
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+ | " | ||
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+ | "Yes." | ||
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- | nI havo several bags, Digby .." | + | |
- | " | + | "I have several bags, Digby ..." |
- | " | + | |
- | "Snako-bite curo?n | + | "FLEA - I mean, SLEEPING bag." |
- | " | + | |
- | "You think I am unwise to go into the mountains without a snake-bito cure?" | + | " |
- | nUnwiso17 | + | |
- | HI will froozo? The snake-bite, it will mako no cold?" | + | "Snake-bite cure?" |
- | "Now, wait a minute, Nino. Lot's put it in basic English. HAVE YOU BROUGHT THE RUB" | + | |
- | Me rum? Why, yes. I have brought | + | " |
- | "Nine ...n Ho was interrupted by a tall, loud-mouthod individual who oponod | + | |
- | nAh1 The Admiral," | + | "No snake-bite cure? Man! you'll die." |
- | nGumminout | + | |
- | nIfll ignore that uncouth thrust," | + | "You think I am unwise to go into the mountains without a snake-bite cure?" |
- | They made room for him and we were introduced by Digby. "Nino - meet tho Admiral. Admiral - moot Nino. Alpini and all that. Tho Mattorhorn, the Wetterhorn, the Driorhorn | + | |
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- | Whorl they began to talk animatodly | + | |
- | cave s in their peculiar un-anglish | + | " |
- | skis. | + | |
- | " | + | "Now, wait a minute, Nino. Let's put it in basic English. HAVE YOU BROUGHT THE RUM?" |
- | "Sure thing, Nino. Wo start off at Katoomba, | + | |
+ | " | ||
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+ | "Nine ..." He was interrupted by a tall, loud-mouthod individual who opened | ||
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+ | " | ||
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+ | " | ||
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+ | They made room for him and we were introduced by Digby. "Nino - meet the Admiral. Admiral - meet Nino. Alpini and all that. The Matterhorn, the Wetterhorn, the Drierhorn..." | ||
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+ | " | ||
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+ | When they began to talk animatedly | ||
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+ | " | ||
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+ | "Sure thing, Nino. We start off at Katoomba, | ||
The others murmured in obvious approval at this last remark. | The others murmured in obvious approval at this last remark. | ||
- | nYair, " said Show. Es only a pro spoctivo | + | |
- | ' | + | "Yair, " said Snow. "Es only a prospective. |
- | As the rest of us moved toward the exit, the individual called The Admiral was frantically rummaging in his rue sac and calling out, miloyi | + | |
- | Ho coma pounding | + | They would not want to burn me off. I was still pondering this statement |
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- | WO looked back and indood | + | As the rest of us moved toward the exit, the individual called The Admiral was frantically rummaging in his rucsac |
- | "Now, there' | + | |
- | time. New, who could it bo? Nick? J.314? Digby?" | + | He came pounding |
- | A dozen voices babbled at once and the one named Geoff, the wag, was saying, "Now, just what sort of a Charlie is I5ading this trip? Can't even | + | |
- | (CONTINUED rlicr 22) | + | We looked back and indeed |
- | 17. | + | |
+ | "Now, there' | ||
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+ | A dozen voices babbled at once and the one named Geoff, the wag, was saying, "Now, just what sort of a Charlie is I5ading this trip? Can't even keep with us as far as the A.B. Just how'll he be in the dogs tomorrow when we start to stretch the legs?" | ||
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+ | In the midst of the babel, Digby appeared from the direction of the other end of the platform with a satisfied look on his face; and to a chorus of remarks which, to my ears at least, sounded quite insulting, blandly enquired, "Well, how're we doing, men? All set for a noggin at the good old A.B.? Or d'you reckon we ought to bash on out to the Glen?" The answers were quite expressive - and understandable even by me. We would be knockin' | ||
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+ | I began to wonder if we would ever see this Mount Cloudmaker; but by now I was learning a patience quite foreign to my northern temperament. What if we failed to climb the mountain? At least my vocabulary would be much enriched. | ||
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RUGGED WALKING IN TASMA.NIA | RUGGED WALKING IN TASMA.NIA | ||
- Heather Joyce | - Heather Joyce | ||
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The Business Manager advises us that the Magazine finances are ntw in sach a satisfactory state that we are able to resume the reproduction of black and white scenes, maps, etc. within reasonable quantity. Contributors are therefore invited to confer with the Editor with a view to enhancing their articles in this manner. | The Business Manager advises us that the Magazine finances are ntw in sach a satisfactory state that we are able to resume the reproduction of black and white scenes, maps, etc. within reasonable quantity. Contributors are therefore invited to confer with the Editor with a view to enhancing their articles in this manner. | ||
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- | keep" with us as far as the A.B. Just howill he be in the dogs tomorrow when we start to stretch the legs?" | + | |
- | In the midst of the babel, Digby appeared from the direction of the other end of the platform with a satisfied look on his face; and to a chorus of remarks which, to my oars at least, sounded quite insulting, blandly enquired, | + | |
- | how're we doing, men? Al]. sot for a noggin at the good old A.B.? Or d'you reckon we ought to bash on out to the Glen?" The answers were quite expressive - and underst a,ndable even by me. We would be knockini at the A. B. | + | |
- | I began to wonder if wo would over see this Mount Oloudmaker; but by now I was learning a patience quite foreign to my northern temperament. What if | + | |
- | we failed to climb the mountain? At least my vocabulary would be much enriched. | + | |
COUNTER MISAISN - Dung Khan | COUNTER MISAISN - Dung Khan | ||
The page by Brian Harvey "THEY DID NOT mAKE IT" contains a few sensible suggestions swamped in much moralistic nonsense. Brian wags a finger at all whose walking activities do not fit into his own mould. About those who have a taste for material comfort he says, "The true walker has no other weekend vices" and, they are dissuaded by "the discovery that scrub bashing in the harsh sandstone country surrounding Sydney is not a Sunday school picnic with string bag and one cut lunch" | The page by Brian Harvey "THEY DID NOT mAKE IT" contains a few sensible suggestions swamped in much moralistic nonsense. Brian wags a finger at all whose walking activities do not fit into his own mould. About those who have a taste for material comfort he says, "The true walker has no other weekend vices" and, they are dissuaded by "the discovery that scrub bashing in the harsh sandstone country surrounding Sydney is not a Sunday school picnic with string bag and one cut lunch" |
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